User blog comment:Llamao/A Disappearing Act/@comment-3474228-20120115043933/@comment-3474228-20120115155959

Sahaz sits somberly in a chamber at the highest point in the castle, behind the largest set of doors in a hallway. Many frightened vermin pass by the rats on their way down to reinforce the guards on the shore, leaving little time for Shadowbane and Nova to rescue the slaves.

The ferret's head pops up from the slave pens, a big grin on his face as he wields a broken twig. "Ah've got their weapon cache!" He turns his head and spots Shadowbane. Thinking the fox to be one of Sahaz's soldiers, he grins even wider. "Lookit, matey! Lookit what I got!" Nova works busily in untying slave bonds, but a few of the bigger ones are shackled in irons, and are impossible to free without any lubricative material.